“He was in the storeroom when the soldiers came. They smashed through the front door, tearing the bells off their mount and cracking the glass, eight men in green uniforms with weapons. Luis had an armload of shoeboxes with him; he dropped them when they began to tear the store apart.

“Wait! What’s going on?” Luis demanded as one soldier tipped over a display at the end of one aisle, spilling packages of caffeine pills and energy shots across the floor. Another raked his arm along a shelf of goods, sending all of it crashing. Luis tried to stop them, but two soldiers grabbed him by the arms and shoved him back against the counter.”